Dong-jeong seized the back of Ye-sol’s head with one hand. When Ye-sol cried, saying it hurt, the one who had grabbed his hair sucked those tears.
“I’m being nice to you, aren’t I? Huh? Shit. Who told you to pull a dick out of your pussy? You should keep a cock well inside your cock holder. Right?”
Thrust!
“…Huaang!”
As Dong-jeong thrust his cock deeply while holding onto his hair, Ye-sol moaned with wide eyes. Dong-jeong looked at the dumbfounded face and continued thrusting, pulling his cock out to the cock and pushing it back to the base. Squelching sounds echoed loudly, and water splashed continuously through the gap of the hole.
“Uwa! I-it’s… so gooood! Uwah!”
Perhaps because his head was held, it felt like the cock was thrusting all the way to his brain. Ye-sol sobbed loudly, unable to move as the flesh pillar pounded his insides.
“Hu… why…! Why, ah, won’t you cumm! Huu, u…”
Then Ye-sol muttered with half-open eyes. There seemed to be no end in sight.
Sex guiding was effective just by having sex, but sharing bodily fluids made it more definitive. If Dong-jeong ejaculated inside Ye-sol, the effect would be immediate. But Dong-jeong, as if knowing this, kept holding back his ejaculation. It was quite different from before when he would leak continuously with just a little touch.
“Aeung… h-help… hu, huuh…”
In the end, Ye-sol had no choice but to change his plan. Initially, he had intended to sex guide Esper Hwang Dong-jeong first to restore him, but at this rate, it seemed like Ye-sol would collapse first from exhaustion.
“Ha, haeung, wh-who… uh.”
Like someone begging to be saved, Ye-sol stretched out both arms, feeling around the surroundings, when he spotted someone through his flashing vision of pleasure.
“Huh, G-Gi-chan…!”
It was Esper Jae Gi-chan. Who knows how long he had been watching, but Gi-chan was kneeling in front of Ye-sol, licking his lips.
“H-help me…! Huhk…!”
As soon as Ye-sol urgently placed his hand on Gi-chan’s knee, Dong-jeong grabbed his waist and pulled. The cock that had briefly slipped out was thrust back in with a thud. As he relentlessly pounded from behind in a kneeling position, Ye-sol’s lower abdomen bulged.
“Prince…”
Gi-chan had been watching it all. Ye-sol’s body, stained with various colors; the hole with the cock entering and exiting without pause; the pink cock dangling and leaking water; and the breasts that were stiff and swaying with sexual sensation.
‘Haah, as expected of the milk tank prince….’
Though his insides felt clogged up somehow, just seeing this made Gi-chan’s cock swell. It hurt since he was still wearing a chastity device when erect. If only permission were given, he desperately wanted to throw everything off just like Esper Hwang Dong-jeong.
“Haah! Hahu, heung…! D-Dong-jeongaang…! S-stoopp…!”
Dong-jeong gathered Ye-sol’s thighs together, embraced them with one arm, and then dipped in and out from top to bottom. By now, not only was his stomach bulging, but the area around the widely stretched hole was also bulging. To be precise, it was the perineum below the round testicles. Each time the massive cock thrust upward inside, the heated perineum rose like bread in an oven and then sank.
Squeeze…!
“…Huh!”
Semen splattered right in front of Gi-chan’s face as he watched without blinking. Ye-sol had ejaculated. Reaching climax unconsciously, Ye-sol trembled all over and scratched Dong-jeong’s shoulders with his nails.
“Hik, hiiik… D-Dong…! Ah, p-pull, out… hnngh…!”
Though he pleaded to be released, it was useless. Dong-jeong, with eyes bloodshot as if he were a beast, continued thrusting relentlessly. Each time he forcefully raised his hips, semen sprayed in all directions. The area where the two were joined was completely flushed and heated.
‘Ah, the Milk Jugs Prince… seems to be feeling very good….’
Gi-chan thought as he watched Ye-sol trembling with his eyes rolled back. If the prince he liked was feeling good, then he should feel good too. That’s how it should be….
‘What is this…? My chest feels tight and I feel like I’m going to explode. And….’
Strangely, deep in his heart was immense sadness.
“G-Gi, hah! Gi, Gi-chanah…!”
While Gi-chan was engaged in self-reflection, Ye-sol grabbed his hand, with Dong-jeong having somehow changed positions to take him from behind again.
“Hm, hmm…! Gi, Gichanah…! Ah, ahh! C-Cock…!”
“Huh? Prince… what are you saying?”
Ye-sol, with a cock still in his ass, crawled toward Gi-chan and desperately fumbled at his thighs. When his fingertips brushed against the hard cock, a startled Gi-chan grabbed his hand.
“Q-Quick…! Y-You at least…! Hnnghh!”
“You fucking bitch! Where are you… gah, looking? Today I’ll, wreck your pussy hole, I will.”
“N-No…! C-Cum, nngh, cumming! Haaaah…!”
When Dong-jeong, thinking Ye-sol was flirting with Gi-chan, grabbed his waist with strong force and mercilessly plowed into him with his cock, Ye-sol convulsed.
Spurt, spurt… splaaash!
His limbs stiffened and his waist arched backward as water gushed from his cock. A crystal-clear fountain erupted, thoroughly soaking Gi-chan’s face, who was in front of him.
“Ah….”
Gi-chan stuck out his tongue while drenched in the water Ye-sol had released. The dripping water tasted sweet and strongly emitted Ye-sol’s scent. His body heated up intensely. In heat, Gi-chan removed his pants and threw away his chastity device.
“Hah, hah… I, I too… Prince….”
With his darkened cock bobbing, Gi-chan carefully approached Ye-sol. When he pressed his cock against Ye-sol’s mouth, which was breathing with his tongue out, Ye-sol’s eyes opened wide.
“Mmm… Gi, Gi-chan…”
Ye-sol muttered weakly and then opened his eyes wide. Even though his pleas were not understood before, he was glad that Gi-chan had come to him directly.
Ye-sol’s plan was this: since Dong-jeong showed no signs of ejaculating, if he could suck Gi-chan’s cock with his mouth and make him ejaculate quickly, things might proceed more smoothly.
With this in mind, Ye-sol quickly opened his mouth wide to take in the cock before Dong-jeong could stop him. But then, swish, Gi-chan pulled his hips back.
“Huh…?”
As Ye-sol looked up with a bewildered expression, Gi-chan grabbed his chin with a coy expression.
“Call me… properly…”
“Mmm…?”
Call me properly? As Ye-sol tilted his head, wondering what that meant, Gi-chan sighed and muttered while rubbing his cock against Ye-sol’s lower lip.
“I am… the Milk Jugs Prince’s…”
“…C-Cock Jugs Princess?”
“Yes! That’s right, Prince, Princess will give you cock…!”
When Ye-sol guessed correctly, Gi-chan happily shoved his cock into Ye-sol’s mouth.
“Guhwup…!”
Not expecting it to go so deep at once, Ye-sol, unprepared, received the cock while choking. Squelch… The cock shaft, slick with precum, pressed down his tongue, swept across the roof of his mouth, and pushed against his uvula. Having missed the timing to breathe, Ye-sol struggled to push out the cock filling his mouth, but to no avail.
“Guh! Guhk! Guhmmm…!”
Eventually, the cockhead invaded his throat. The firm tip bulged visibly beneath Ye-sol’s widely stretched jaw. Finding it hard to breathe due to the pressure, Ye-sol beat against Gi-chan’s thighs with tears and snot streaming down his face.
Thud, thud, thud…!
Though it was an SOS signal asking him to remove his cock, somehow Gi-chan understood it differently and grabbed Ye-sol’s head for more intense face-fucking.
“Hnnnggh…! So good! Prince! Your throat pussy is so tight and good!”
These were exclamations that would never come from Gi-chan in his right mind.
“Guhk…!”
Just as Ye-sol was startled by his dismay, a forceful hand grabbed the back of his head and shook it vigorously. It was so difficult that he felt like he was going to pass out.
Team Leader Kye had at least adjusted his pace and gone slowly, but Gi-chan was merciless. As if devoted only to his desires, he thrust mercilessly as if he were penetrating not a mouth but a rear hole.
“Nnnngh…! Ah, good! This pussy is squeezing so well!”
Meanwhile, Dong-jeong, who had been watching the two with disgust while buried in Ye-sol’s hole, slapped his buttocks.
“Mmph!”
Startled by the stimulation, Ye-sol’s entire body tensed up. He wanted to remove the cocks filling his front and back holes immediately, but he couldn’t move an inch, as if skewered. He could only tremble all over, faithfully serving as a cock sleeve for the two men.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
